All these times,
i spilled my my blood for you...

Everyday, always the same ,
I hear your name and it cuts through me...

Sometimes i cry,just to cry,
sometimes i write,just to write...

Why cant i be the one you run to?
Why do i care so deeply for you...

You see the scars,
You see the new cuts...

Im sitting here alone and broken,
waiting for someone to help me...

Im sick of being the nobody,
Im sick of being the odd one out...

Right now,
My heart is breaking...

Sunglasses to cover up the black eyes,
long sleves to cover up the cuts and scars...

Sometimes life gives you certian things,
you dont know how to deal with...

Sometimes you meet a person,
that you will never forget...

Is this a death wish?
Or an actual suicide note...